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Name: Yoko Tsuki Age: 19 Occupation: Art student Dream: Working for Disney, a land of where smiles and rainbows bounce hand-in-hand >:) Nightmare: Living in a gloomy, gray place where people do not appreciate Art ;o;

Name: Mizu Hatsuri Age: 20 Occupation: Dance/Costume Design student

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Yoko-chan's symptoms of grieving? Confused...

Tuesday, October 18, 2011 @ 9:01 PM

It’s not fair, mina-san! >;O Okaa-san and Otou-san (Again, the REAL ones) know that I don’t like my cousins because they can be so mean…but they’re going to make me stay there—instead of Sakana-san’s house D: I’m so mad…. Vent~ vent~ vent!!!

What I need now are the Fun Jammies! It’s not like I can talk to my relatives about Obaa-san… It makes me feel lonelier than ever… I’m so sad, readers. I really, really don’t want to go… I know they don’t really like Sakana-san’s neighborhood buttttttt… If they’re going to go up North, I don’t want them to be gone for two weeks… I can’t stand being with my relatives for one week… Buuu…buuuuuuuuu….

*Sigh* Life sucks now…

And every time I need to talk to someone, I’m always so scared that they’re too busy or have too much going on in their life to listen. I’ll feel spoiled D: and it’s bad to feel that way—like I’m taking advantage of them… *sighs* Muuuuu….readers…

Why? Why do I have to go through all this? I don’t understand anymore! I don’t want to be with my relatives! If I do have to be with them, I don’t wanna go home to them then. I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t ca—

I mean, listen to myself—listen to Yoko-chan… She’s whining, she’s being annoying, she’s angry, she’s sad, she’s just…

I'm just so full of everything.

I'm tired of everything.

...Last night, before I went to sleep, when Okaa-san told me of Obaa-san, I cried. I was really, really sad. I had the craziest thoughts--that no, she wasn't gone, that she was going to come back. I don't know why, but Obaa-san had always gone to the hospital--and she always, always came back okay. So, when Okaa-san told me that Obaa-san was really, really gone--I couldn't accept it. But I knew it was true, that all people are bound to someday die--and that's why we all must keep living onto the very fullest. Despite this, though, I kept thinking, "I want Obaa-san. I want her back, I want her back, I want her back... I want Obaa-san to come back..."

When I was sitting in the Court with everyone today--after classes, I really...did forget. For a while. But when my "Fuji-niichan" text me about the funeral and how he was wondering if I knew Obaa-san was gone and everything else...it felt like a smack to the face.

...Nevertheless, I tried to smile and brush his texts off like nothing.

When I got to Sakana-san's house, Fuji-niichan continued sending my texts about how he thought about everything. I know he didn't mean to depress me furthermore, but his words made me think a lot about those around me. I mean, I'm glad I met the JAMMIES. I'm truly grateful for meeting Sakana-san, Mizu-chan, Yoshi-kun, Akito-kun, Nishiko-kun, Ichiro-kun, Anemone-san, everyone... Time is short, and it's up to us to make the best of it. I know that...

I know that some of you readers are probably going to worry about this angry, sad, whining, bratty Yoko-chan a lot...and I know that a few of you are probably the "top-notch" stalkers of the World of kokoro13 already; however, please...don't worry too much. Put yourself first. If you want to say something or I don't know...at least write it on the tagboard.

When I read the tagboard, it makes me smile or happy somewhat--even if it's just a little smile or something. I guess most of you are silent readers...but it's okay.

Then again, maybe I'm ranting on about things I don't expect any of you to remember later on...because I just expect it to be so. I'm sorry if I'm just being a bit too honest or saying things that I'm not supposed to let people know, but since I don't have anyone to talk to right now--in my house--why not? It's not like I can talk to Okaa-san about it...

...The jerks. The Parents never ask what makes me happy or anything...

And there she goes again--Yoko-chan being a bratty brat.

I never liked being "selfish." Sure, maybe I have my own "self-centered" talks here and there--but wouldn't you be one also if you can't talk about those "normal" stuffs with parents or whatever? I have siblings but they're all younger than me so...it's hard for them to understand, you know. I always tried to make sure I wasn't "gaining" too much from people, especially from those around me. And if I was, I usually feel really bad...and push myself away from them. Because sometimes, if you get too much from people, you tend to forget and take them for granted. And the last thing I would ever want to do is to take people for granted.

I try to live every day, reminding myself that every kind person I come across or every friend I make...is a gift from Life itself. It's a privilege to have friends who care genuinely for you, friends who try to be their best for you. Each and every day with them is a priceless gem, being gathered upon my shelf of Memories. I love memories. I love looking back at the good ones, especially those that makes me feel all warm and happy inside. I cry...when I see shining gems, because they're among the best ever made in my life. But...I don't if I know the people who gave me these memories--are still standing beside me.

So few made it this far with me.

The rest faded away.

Time is short.

My time with Obaa-san was very brief--over the phone, with our last conversation.

So, if time is short, right now is very long.

This week's been among the longest so far...

I wonder why.

The symptoms of a griever, I guess.

-Yoko